A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthurs Court by Mark Twain Chapter 15 Page 4

person would die if he let her monotony drip on him right along all day.

“Great Scott!” I said in my distress.

She went right back and began over again:

“So they two departed and rode into a great forest. And — ”

“Which two?”

“Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine. And so they came to an abbey of monks, and there were well lodged. So on the morn they heard their masses in the abbey, and so they rode forth till they came to a great forest; then was Sir Gawaine ware in a valley by a turret, of twelve fair damsels, and two knights armed on great horses, and the damsels went to and fro by a tree. And then was Sir Gawaine ware how there hung a white shield on that tree, and ever as the damsels came by it they spit upon it, and some threw mire upon the shield —